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What is love?

What is love?

What is love?
The thought we acquired from the man above. Love has no face, and it has no discrimination on your social status or race. Love is often a word that's thrown around and you don't know the depth of it till it's truly found. Love is something that's hard to find and it can potentially corrupt your mind. We're all taught love at a young age and it's a different story depending on your childhood ways. Love comes from within the ultimate test is to be comfortable in your own skin.

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